Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Not Meant For Me ❯ Forsaken ( Chapter 3 )

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Author Notes- thanks you very much for the reviews guys they're what keeps me going. And if any of you where wondering. Yes I have had an account on fanfiction.net for the last 3 years but they erased all my nc-17 fics so I reediting them and reposting them. This is the first DBZ fic I ever wrote though but not my first fanfic. Most of my fics aren't anime except my ranma

Forsaken

The next day Bulma decided it was high time they started putting up Christmas decorations. Usually her mom handled that but she was out of town shopping with friends for the week and her dad had been to busy. She started by putting up the mandatory wreaths and mistletoe around the house. Finally she got to the daunting but fun job of putting the tree and decorations up. This has always been her favorite part that her and her mom always did together. Unfortunately it was only a plastic tree because of her dad's allergies but it still turned out looking beautiful. She remembered when she was a little girl and she would lay under the tree just staring up and the multihued lights. It made her feel serene.

Bulma smiled as she took out the pieces of the tree and divided up the branches by what layer they would go on. Just as she was setting up the base and polls Vegeta walked in.

"What are you doing now women?"

Bulma dusted her self off and stood up. "I'm setting up the Christmas tree. Actually you have good timing I need some help with the top decorations and since you can fly it should be no problem for you."

"And what makes you think I would help you?" Vegeta said crossing his arms.

"Because it would be the nice thing to do. Please Vegeta." She said putting her hand on his shoulder. She saw something dangling above her and she looked up. The mistletoe she had forgotten she had put some in the entrance to the family room.

"Umm, Vegeta we're standing under the mistletoe." Bulma said blushing.

"So we are under a weed how does this concern me?"

"Well it's tradition on Christmas that if two people are under the mistletoe they are suppose to kiss."

Vegeta regarded her solemnly, "tradition eh? You foolish humans and your stupid traditions."

Bulma looks at the ground. `I should have known better then to think he would get in the Christmas spirit.' Before she has time to turn Vegeta grabs her and gently cups her face and leans into one of the most passionate kisses Bulma had ever experienced. It was one of those rare lighting strikes toe tingling kisses that made you feel like your heart was about to escape.

"Silly women." He says looking holding her gaze as he finally breaks free from the embrace. "Are their any other traditions you would like to make me aware of. This one didn't seem unbearable unpleasant." He says giving her one of his rare half smiles.

Bulma's mind is racing. "Well there is a tradition that says if two people decorate a tree together they have to have wild kinky sex."

"Really?" He says his mouth agape.

"No, but we can make one." She says grinning evilly. For once Vegeta was actually acting halfway normal around her and there was no way she was going to let this opportunity pass up. The sheer passion and intensity of kiss showed her there had to be something more there then what said and she intended on finding it.

He stares at her not knowing how to respond. The woman had just blatantly came on to him and he would like nothing better then to take her up on the offer but… he just wasn't sure. Was she just playing with him as if it was some cruel game?

Bulma noticed him tense up and saw her once chance slipping away at getting him to totally drop his façade. She grabbed his face in her hands and pulled him down to her mouth. He slowly relaxed and wrapped his arms around her as their kiss turned more and more heated. Bulma slipped her hands around his waist and gentle started to stroke his tail. Vegeta growled low in his throat and started to nip at her neck as he pressed himself fully against her. She could feel the affects her actions where having on him and enjoyed it. She wanted more she wanted all of him. She stepped away from him for a moment and a look of rejection and sadness crossed is normally stony features but they soon disappeared as he saw that she only stepped away to remove the offending garments that lie between them. She licked her lips slowly as she approached him. Vegeta couldn't take it much longer. He had been with out the touch of another so long he craved and the feeling consumed him. Bulma pulled off his training outfit and admired every rock hard muscle as she licked her way down his body. When she made it to his pants she pulled them down and watched him writhe as she slowly licked his member up and down and nipped at the inside of his thighs. At last both of them where totally bared to one another and Vegeta could take it no longer he pounced on her laying her down amongst the branches of the tree she was about put up.

"ow that's prickly." Bulma said pulling a branch from behind her back. She glanced fearfully at the open door where he had entered. "Maybe you should close the door Vegeta."

"Why?" He asked making his way down her body by licking one square inch at a time.

"I don't want my dad walking in on us." Vegeta just growled in response.

"Come on Vegeta I'm serious."

"What are ashamed to be seen with me?"

"No it's not that….."

"Then stop whining already." He said silencing her with another soul searing kiss.

The door was soon forgotten as he continued his ministrations to her body. He loved the way she felt under him the way she threw her head back as he stroked her clit. Just as she loved the way he would arch moan when her hands would roam over his perfect body. They where so full of passion that they felt as if they would explode. Slowly Vegeta entered her and she shirked back in pain. He kissed her and bit along her collarbone to make her forget the pain. He couldn't believe that of all people she was sharing her first time with him. He had been sure she must have slept with that idiot Yamcha as long as they had been going out but apparently she had been holding out. She opened her eyes and pulled him to her with her legs urging him to continue. Even though it felt like a stick was pulling her insides out she couldn't stop. Soon the pain fell away as he thrust into her faster and faster. They both got lost in the rhythm of their lovemaking and the rest of the world ceased to exist. On and on they went building up for one finally collision shattering their vision making them scream the others name in bliss. As they lay there panting in each others arms Bulma realized that no matter how much she loved him there was no way her parents could accept finding their only daughter naked and sprawled out in the Christmas decorations with Vegeta.

As her pulse went back down to normal she untangled her self and stood up putting on her clothes.

"We need to get cleaned up. We can't let anyone find out what happened or they would be pissed."

Vegeta starred at her through glazed eyes as he slowly processed what she said.

"Are you saying you are ashamed of me? I should have known better then to think you actually cared." He said grabbing his clothes.

"No it's not that I just don't want anyone to know right now especially not my parents."

"What I'm not good enough for their precious daughter. I can't believe after what we just did your afraid of what your parents will think you're a grown women for Kami's sake."

"Vegeta that's not what I meant… I mean… I'm not sure what I meant but it would be horrible embarrassing if they walked in on us like this."

"So now I'm an embarrassment." His eyes closed off from her and his demeanor turned to ice. "So be it. I will never be forsaken by you," He said walking out the door.

She knew he was mad more then mad but she still couldn't shake the fear of what would happen if her parents found out. They would be so disappointed in her. They had raised her to wait for marriage and she had planned on it until she met Vegeta. It wasn't so much that it was him. It was just the fact that she had done it at all especially in a place her parents could walk in. She knew she was an adult but no matter how old you are there is something distinctly disturbing about having you parents walk in on you during sex. She hurried and cleaned up wiping off several of the branches of the tree.

`No one asked for a frosted tree this year so I better get this stuff off.' Thought slightly laughing to her self at the ludicrousness of her statement. She finished decorating uneventfully and went to look for Vegeta.

She didn't find him though, nor the next day or the day after that or the week after that or the month. He had left her. She didn't know what to do. She had truly fallen in love with him and didn't know what she would do with out him. Her desperate searches soon become just desperation. Then depression came next and finally soul numbing apathy.

Forsaken - disturbed

I'm over it.

You see I'm falling In a vast abyss

Clouded by memories of the past

At last I see

I hear it fading I can't speak it

Or else you will

Dig my grave

You fear them finding

Always whining

Take my hand

I'll be alive

You see I cannot be forsaken

Because I'm not the only one

We walk amongst you

Feeding, raping

Must we hide from everyone

I'm over it

Why can't we be together?

Embrace it

Sleeping so long

Taking off the masks

At last I see

My fear is fading I can't speak it

Or else you will dig my grave

You fear them finding

Always whining

Take my hand

I'll be alive

You see I cannot be forsaken

Because I'm not the only one

We walk amongst you

Feeding, raping

Must we hide from everyone

You see I cannot be forsaken

Because I'm not the only one

We walk amongst you

Feeding, raping

Must we hide from everyone

Everyone

Everyone